Lyrics:
or the
Legs of a hoochie
And that's off top like a toupee, I'm 2Pac
Coming back for doomsday, spitting at cops
Go and cop my album
Get high to it, pop some
When I was a kid
My momma used to play
Waylon, Willie, Merle and Hank
I got a little older
Started writing songs
cbout the way I was raised
Knowing
Red & Yellow Clowns
by ODDSLANE from the album Last Night On Cherokee
I'm seeing clowns and they're laughing at me
And they follow wherever I go
niggas sting like a Mosquito bite(Facts)
Daddy is a legend ,Big Willie on my damn team(You know it)
Reminiscing when he passed , was thinking what a damn
to put the things that going around me
on tape like Mark Fuhrman
Sexing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often
And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson
Artist: CPAndersen
Album: Unoder
Year: 2019
Lyrics & music by Carsten Andersen
Title: Sighns on the wall
I see the science on the wall
and I am
like you
I shine bright
The luminesce in my bio
One click, your chick
Moist like bayou
I just had to run it by you
I'm the flyest
And you can't make it
I went plat a bunch of times
Times that by my influence on pop culture
I supposed to be number one on everybody's list
We'll see what happens when
Spark come out of the switch, 4th of July (frrt)
Diamonds sluggin', I'm back to my old ways (ayy)
Tinted Phantom gettin' chauffeured by Jose (skrrt)
The EP first, now followed by an album
This a piece of my soul, a body of work, more than just a little something
Been a year full of drops, full
my first album going hard on diss last one diss last one made diss album in 7 days in my home studio blessed by God to be on diss ride i rode da wave
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
would sue me niggas be groupies
I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style
And they don't even realize that I notice they stealing Nas'
meri Soch
Pyar kiya
Har gaya
Maar diya
Coming soon pehli album
ENGINEER
Bina label dikha bal
Likha har ek pal
Jo tha Dil ke paas
In my own syllable
gotta beat the crack game to become me
See, you got robbed for one ki
You was a bitch in the game like Chun-Li
I'll get you slumped free by my young G
address
I'ma put it down like max suppress
What we got to lose? Nothin' less
Asphalt cowboy tatted on my chest
Underest' me by the way I dress
What do I
flagrant
So I chose to keep my distance
Devilish with the pen
The lord has been my witness
Quick ball out the park like I'm Willie Mays
(Hey!) Mr. Mono, can
to Times Square to celebrate the New Year
And I've never seen Willie Nelson live
And if I never get to that's alright
'Cause I've seen you with your
since the day it was sold
Corey had me following the example of De la Soul
Common and the Rooster, and me, these the sickest niggaz
Get my figures with
a southern drawl,
Acts like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw
But if he's country I'll kiss your ass,
And throw all my Willie Nelson records
Glocks in war paint
Soul's not for sale and my heart's never fake
They kept sayin' that I couldn't but I never claimed I can't
See the grind's always
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
choosy with my wife
Need my help mate my ride or die my wisdom from rib side
The woman I could trust to tend to by my legacy's crib side
Nelson needed
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